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On Friday night, I was watching the American ice dancing teams get murdered by the Russians , who for some reason, have been mangling  every sport.  It’s like they want Putin to murder them when they get back.  Although, now they are in third place.  And, although they’ve been losing, they are scary, scary people and performed insanely well in the compulsory routine.  Specifically, Domnina-Shabalin scare the crap out of me with their ferocity (also, racism):

Remember when I was trying to lose weight through the power of economics?  Well, I’m having another go at it.  So far…success!  Almost.    Also, remember how I used to have links on Fridays and then I stopped and you were probably like, what the heck?  Well, I got lazy.  So I’m going to try to bring them back. At least for this week.   After the trauma comic.

Remember when I was writing my novel?  And everything was going AWESOME? And I was all up in the plot? And you were helping tremendously?

1. Shuttle Launch

As you read this post, keep in mind that A)I’m food-stupid and B) I’m food-lazy.

I just saw this cute infographic (via ChartPorn) of how much people tip and some of the psychological reasons behind tipping, and I decided to make my own, based on the Boykis household. And what did I learn?  Infographics are hard as hell to make.

On Sunday, I watched the Super Bowl.  And by watched, I mean pretended to watch it because, even after over 15 years in America since my early youth and attending one of the biggest football schools in the country, I still have no idea what the rules of American football are.  “Now the offensive team has a chance to complete a touchdown,” Mr. B caringly pointed out to me after I kept yelling at him that I had no idea what was going on. “Then they have four chances to make a play.”    How does he know these things?  Probably picked it up in Engineering school while I was slacking off in my Hebrew minor (Eich omrim “American football evades me” bivrit?)

Two quick things over at my other sites:  For Walrus, I reported on Kanat Saudabayev, Kazakhstan’s Secretary of State, at the Atlantic Council in DC.  It was really exciting, especially in light of the Kazakh movie I saw recently:

You probably won’t hear from me next week, because I’ll be snowed under.   You may have heard that the DC area is scheduled to be obliterated like Atlantis over the weekend due to the snowpocalypse that will occur:

You know what makes me angry?  Aside from lite jazz?  When parents feel the need to step in and censor childrens’ libraries.  This time, not only the thesaurus, but Anne Frank is under attack.

When I was in the third grade, I won a contest or got the best grade in some class-I don’t remember exactly.  All the other kids that won had gotten something like gift certificates to Pizza Hut or stickers, so I was excited to get the same.  Unfortunately, all I got was a book called Words of Stone with the words “Happy Holidays! from Mrs. Moyer,” my third grade teacher,written there.

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